Deeper Than the Surface
They locked me in a glass cage
Stare at me with their clipboards
Look at me like I am a freak show
Observe me like an animal
Treat me like a time bomb
And cower away as if I am a monster
I want this fate no longer
They look at the blood stains on my hands rather than the tear stains on my face
Look at the bruises on my arms
Rather than the lacerations someone else inflicted on my heart
Shake your heads as if I am crazy
Instead of stopping to consider what I believe
The things they cant see because they don't want to see
Read about me wishing for death
And skip over the passages that speak of the sickness and the constant drilling in my head
I am bleeding from the inside out
Being cut down by the things I am forced to live without
And the fact that no one cares what I am screaming about
All of these people have buried me alive
I am choking...no suffocating on their lies
All I do is try
I am the only one who bothers to provide
They refuse to listen to my cries
Now I am finally dying on the outside
Copyright © Kearra Kramer | Year Posted 2015
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